soaked braid in his hand.
Her scent attacked Octavion senses again, but this time it brought him to his knees. He looked to the heavens for some kind of answer as he cried out in pain.
Luka attempted to console him, but Octavion pushed him away. As he looked at his hunting cottage, the memories of his time there with Kira flashed through his mind and tore at his heart.
“Leave me,” Octavion instructed.
“We will not!” Luka protested.
“Then stand down and let me have my release.”
Luka and Cade took a few steps back. “You have it,” Cade said.
Octavion stood, blew past them and exploded the cottage door right off the hinges. Everything was a blur as he held nothing back. He shredded every piece of fabric, then broke the furniture into splintering pieces. Books hit the walls so hard their covers ripped from their pages, leaving a storm of paper flying around him as he continued taking his revenge out on what was left of his past. Even the box holding his most precious memories of his mother lay smashed at the feet, having been thrown at the fireplace with so much force, the mantle broke in two.
His energy spent and his beast exhausted for the moment, he collapsed onto the animal pelt where he’d refused the only woman he ever truly loved. Her memory invaded him. He felt her touch his face and caress the scars that plagued his body. He tasted her lips and smelled the sweet aroma of her auburn hair. As tears flowed down his face, he caught sight of his mother’s comb lying on the floor in front of him. He slid it out from under the broken pieces of Serena’s crystal necklace. The comb still held Kira’s scent. He ran his fingers over the tiny strands of auburn hair that remained twisted around the teeth. The words she’d said that night finally had meaning.
There was nothing left of her to save.
